Page 74 of Dangerously
I rip my hand away and close up my robe. “This is exactly why I wanted you out of the picture. Ronan knew where we were. He was coming for us. I had to do something. So, I improvised. I used what he wanted to get what we want.”
“How many times have you slept with him?” Declan does not hear one thing I’m saying or give one shit about the plan. All he cares about is how many times we’ve fucked.Just like a goddamn man.
I sigh infuriated. “Ronan and I were fucking long before you came back into the picture.”
“What?” That’s news to him. I wasn’t exactly forthcoming with the information.
“A few weeks after the whole thing with his family. And while he was looking for you, he found me. He propositioned me. Gave me this whole spiel about wanting me to be by his side. And you don’t say no to a man like Ronan. Not point blankly anyway. So, I sort of dangled him on a string. I didn’t give him a concrete answer, just fucked him to keep him happy. Then he found out where you and Aisling were and sent me after you.” I tell Declan the whole story. All the ugly truths. “And when you told me you wanted to kill him, I saw my way out.”
“So, it was never about helping Aisling?” He actually sounds hurt.
“Of course, it was. It was about helping all of us,”
“But you’re fucking him in the meantime?” Declan won’t let this go.
“Ugh, is that all you care about?”
“My woman fucking another man? It’s a pretty big deal.”
“Let’s get one thing straight. I’m no one's woman, except my own.”
“No, you get one thing straight.” He points his finger in my face. “You do belong to me. You and Aisling are mine.”
“Dax, I don’t have patience for your Neanderthal mentality right now. There is too much at stake to worry about meaningless sex.”
“Is it meaningless?”
“Of course, it is!”
“Is it meaningless with me, too?”
“Why are you pressing this?” He’s aggravating me to no end.
“Because I need to know.” Declan grabs my arms and shakes me. “Was it just meaningless sex to pass the time?”
“No! Of course not, you fucking idiot! Iloveyou!” I blurt out, then bite my tongue so hard it bleeds.“Why the fuck do you think I’m doing all this? For fun?”
“No.” Declan stops shaking me and smiles shamelessly. “But I just had to make sure.” He then kisses me. It’s a wild, sloppy kiss with a hyper tongue that sends my hormones back to adolescence. That makes me feel liberated and free. When he moves to untie my robe, I stop him. “You have to go.”
“I have to fuck you.”
“No, you don’t. You have to go. I have no idea when Ronan will be back.”
“He’s at his stupid gentlemen’s club smoking cigars and getting drunk on obnoxiously expensive whiskey. He won't be back for hours.”
“How do you know that?”
“That’s where he always goes when he’s in the city. I was his right-hand man for ten years,” he reminds me. “I know everything about him.”
“Good, then you’ll know how to avoid him when you get the fuck out of here.”
“I’m not leaving.” Stubborn fucking Irishman.
“You need to mark your territory that bad?” I throw my robe off. “Fine. You want me, here I am.” If it’s the only way to get him to leave, I’ll take one for the team. Not that it’s really a sacrifice. I’ve missed him. Yearned for him. I just don't want us to get caught in a compromising position and end up dead.That would benefit no one. Especially Aisling.
“Yes, I fucking want you.” Declan pins me up against the giant window overlooking the park. Voyeurism is in full effect. The glass is cold and sobering against my bare skin as he unzips his fly and shoves his pants down. We go at it like untamed dogs, panting and growling, barely needing to get me wet.
When he pushes inside me, it’s like a familiar drug. A high I had been chasing after but unable to catch.
